As Eric's eyes slowly opened, he convinced himself that it all must have been a dream. There's no way that he could have grown a tail and an udder. It was all just part of some strange nightmare. Then he realized that he was seeing in black and white.
Fear suddenly overwhelming him, he struggled to get up, only to find it much more difficult than it should have been. He almost had it, then found himself flopping down in a pile of hay. Finally he managed to rise, only to find himself doing so on four legs.
With great horror, Eric turned and looked at himself. Despite his gray, blurry vision, he could see very clearly that his body, now much larger and rounder, was that of a bovine, supported on four legs ending in hooves. Looking around desperately, his eyes fell to his underside, where he saw, instead of his penis and testicles, a large, perfectly formed udder. He opened his mouth to let out a scream, but all that came out was a long, terrified "Mooooooooooooooo!"
It was at this point that a man in a white coat approached, accompanied by his staff.
"Good to see you're awake." He said. "How's my good girl feeling today?"
Eric mooed at him desperately, trying to plea and protest, but it was all to no avail.
"Don't waste your time with that." The man said. "You signed your life over to us. It's your own fault...if you had just read those papers. Anyway, I suppose I should explain what has happened to you and what comes next."
Next? What could possibly be next?
"Phase 1 is complete. You have been successfully transformed into a cow. Your purpose here is to help increase the world's food supply."
Eric let out a shrill, horrified moo at that.
"Don't worry, we're not going to eat you. Unless you misbehave of course."
The young man turned cow froze, realizing that his captive was not joking.
"Rest assured," he continued, "all your daily needs will be met. You will be fed, groomed, cleaned up after, and, of course, milked."
Eric winced when he heard that last word, causing his udder to shake a little and reminding him that it was now filling with milk.
"In a short time, after you are a little more used to your new body, you will be bred for the first time with our bull."
Eric let out another horrified moo.
"Easy girl." The man warned, his aides brandishing cattle prods. "If the mating is successful, then you will carry the calf and nurse it after it's born. Thus helping us feed millions. After the first calf has been removed, you will be bred again, and the process will repeat itself. And since you were originally a human, you will still enjoy a natural human lifespan, which means you'll be able to produce many more calfs over the years than a regular cow!"
Eric couldn't believe what he was hearing! This was to be his fate? A breeding cow for the rest of his days, doomed to be fucked over and over again by a bull, to get pregnant again and again and to give one painful birth after another for the rest of his life? He'd be forced to live in a stable, sleeping on hay he had pissed and shit on, and when the calves he mothered weren't sucking on his teats the scientists would be groping them with their hands or putting one of those horrible looking milking machines on them.
Again he let out a long, heart breaking moo, wishing that cows could cry.